The Washington critic., 1887-02-04

"Ab, Mr.. O'Gosllng," murmured the fair
Esmeralda, as he entered.
"Mlss de Brown" he said bowing low
"May l pour you a cup of teag'' she
asked.
"Ab, they told me you were pouring
tea" he said, half to himself and half to
the ceiling. 'Are you happyY' he
continued.
"Oh, go happy she replied.
"And you have no desire to pour coffee
or chocolate ~
"None, Augustus"
"You are more charming than ever" he
said.
She blushed vivid drugstore-c complexion
blush.
"Your dress is exquisitc,n he went on.
"You have on drapery OF cream lace
over strawberry satin"
"Yes,n she replied, in pleased sur.
prise.
"And decollete, with nothing on your
chest but heavy cold ~
"That is all, Augustus" she blusbed
again.
THAT is enough, Esmerada. II you are
IHIIN hrh w hioic'
He took a small drink o. tea, rolled it
carefully in his muu h ard strobe away.
CHAT. VI.
In the outer room h, met the lad of the
house, still trembling.
"All is we'll" he sail, and passed
out.
Once more In the open air he looked up
at the early stars, aud, in feryent tones, he
whispered;
'l ,hIIk thee, oh guiding star and silver
cresceit II ooD, In The western sky, that the
tea Esmeralda was pouring is Of the brand
that sold the lady OF the house to-day, and
| not that of my hated rival. II IL were not
so, her doom would have been sealed. Our
teas are III rlvaled "
Then hastily plucking from his pocket q
business card, he stuck 1t On a tree-boX and
was gone.
Esmeralda saw It as she went out.
So did everybody else.
O'Gosling was avenged.
He was not such fool as people took
| him to be.
Neither was Esmeralda.
\ music-loying citizen, who attended the
| opera the other evening, hands us for pub
| lication the following extract from a con
versatlon carried on during the perform
ance by three young ladies who sat ia hi:
immediate neighborhood, and who evidently
knew what they were talking about:
Oh, girls, look at that red dress Isn't II
la . 4 npFfprtl
lovely.-Say, Lille, Lottie likes that cur
tain, don't you admire her taste?-l think
| it's real pretty, all except that top bust
ness. oh, do you know who that is in the
red dress-its Mrs. Cleveland Where
There oh, yes Wait till get look
at her (leveling glasses. There now I've
| got her; very eiIectiye-Where's Grover p
oh, he never comes;IThere! I've found
one friend in all this lonely audience. =
sitting in that dear front row. =
| Why doesn't he come up here and
ask us to have those seats Aud there's
| Mr.. l.. I'm going to fall down all In {
heap Don't see what you admire abou
hlm-Oh, he's too sweet for anything
| Here Let's take look at that In the box
| What Is IT, Which box Second story
front-Which bay window, &C., Sc &c
oh, girls Oh, girls with prolonged
| whine, Just listen to that music I'D
| like to hug the whole orchestra. Look al
| that costume, It's the vilest thing ! ever saw
Never could stand two shades Of red. WHY
| doesn't she wear blue Blue Isn't classic
She's got a ring OU her little finger; thai
caps the climax She's singing Nat. oh, my
Listen to that !-Canddus can't sing
Emma Juch's acting is periect.-l.ook a
that moon. Same old moon they had las
night. Girls, let me show you how tht
dressmaker fixed my waist, played at {
concert one evening, sc. Wish ia stayet
at home aud gone to bed SO do |. Ant
so did every one else within radius OF tel
| feet. Il. l.. S.